The Violently Massive Breasts of the Purity Saintess
At this point, she was straight out of some erotic novel's slutty saintess...
I tried my best to tear my eyes away from her chest without looking too flustered.
But for some reason...
No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't pull my gaze from those tits. Was it because I was at that age, even after all my assassin training?
Those boobs are fucking violent...
Having jugs like that and being called the Saintess of Purity? In my opinion, whoever came up with Elysia sis's title had never actually seen her. Otherwise, no way they'd slap a name like that on someone lugging around these holy power sacks.
"You sure you're really okay? Your face is still beet red."
"Hic."
Was Elysia sis totally oblivious to sex, or what? She leaned in even closer, shoving those lewd sacks right into my field of vision.
Dangerous...
She wasn't even attacking, but her tits felt like they could make blood gush from my nose—or my mouth.
"S-Sis... could you maybe back off now...?"
"No way. What if you caught a cold or something?"
I practically begged, but Elysia sis shot me down flat.
"Gotta be thorough about this. Being sick sucks."
I'm about to go insane from your tits right now, sis.
...But saying that would've gotten me kicked out on the spot. So I barely managed to drop my gaze downward and stayed still.
Of course, even looking down, her massive rack was so huge it still filled my view.
"Hold still."
"Y-Yeah, okay..."
Elysia sis closed her eyes and murmured something like an incantation. Soon, a warm light seeped into my body.
"There. No more worries about your health now."
"What was that just now...?"
"Healed you up with holy power. Your fever should break soon."
So that's what activating her holy power looked like.
Sure enough, the crushing fatigue that had been weighing me down vanished in an instant.
The only problem... was that Elysia sis's enormous tits were still right in front of my face, so the heat in my cheeks showed no sign of fading.
It was only natural.
The source of the problem was staring me down, refusing to budge.
"Hmm... weird. Your fever still isn't going down."
Oblivious as ever, sis kept pressing her hand to her forehead, then mine, checking my temperature over and over.
"I-I'm really fine! Feels all better now...!"
"Really? Well, that's a relief, at least..."
"Totally better! Promise!"
Only after I insisted a few times did Elysia sis finally relax her worried expression.
What a relief. The visual assault was so intense that a little longer and my dick would've gotten hard, blowing my cover.
"Alright then. Eat this and get some good rest. I'll head to my room and crash too."
"Yeah... sweet dreams."
"If you're scared to sleep alone, you can come to sis's room. We can sleep together then❤"
Whoa.
Was she really clueless about sex... or doing this on purpose...?
Either way, she was lewd as hell. I couldn't wrap my head around why anyone called her the Saintess of Purity.
She's basically the slutty saintess from those dirty books my aunt snuck peeks at...
As I stared at her with those thoughts swirling...
Elysia sis grinned and asked,
"Hmm? Why are you staring like that, my cute Kyle♪?"
"Oh... just lost in thought for a sec..."
"Hehe, were you thinking naughty things about sis?"
Was this woman's intuition? She nailed it so spot-on that I panicked and spilled.
"N-No way...! How could I think that about you, a saintess...!!"
"Hee... your face is red again. Sounds like I got it right."
"No! Seriously not!!"
"Pffft... well, what would a kid like you know anyway."
I know plenty, thanks. Your tits are so goddamn violent I'm losing my mind.
"Anyway, night-night. Like I said, come find sis if you get scared."
"Yeah..."
I doubted I'd ever step foot in sis's room while living here.
Who knew what would happen if I did...
Just calm down and eat...
I scooped up a spoonful to clear my head—and the second it hit my mouth,
"Gahack!!"
A burning pain exploded inside.
"What the hell is this...?!"
Did Elysia sis poison it? Nah, my body felt fine otherwise—no pain anywhere but my mouth.
It was just...
The food was way too salty, spicy, and sweet.
"...Guess I'm handling cooking from now on."
Decision made.
For my survival, I'd take over the kitchen.
"Haaaaah!!"
Elysia sis's cooking was godawful... but I needed the nutrients, so I shoved it down with screams.
This shit's insanely spicy.
***
A while after leaving the room.
I quietly cracked open the guest room door.
There he was, fast asleep. Kyle must've been exhausted—he didn't even notice me come in, just breathing softly with little snores.
Makes sense.
No way he slept properly on the streets for days.
"Well... plenty of chances ahead."
He seemed to have zero resistance to girls. Right now he was all shy and embarrassed...
But eventually, he'd come crawling to me.
No matter how young, Kyle was still a guy in the end.
Human desires would win out eventually.
And if he didn't make the first move...
I'd make sure he did.
Where else am I gonna find a cute boy like this...❤
That innocent country-boy face. The pure shyness like he'd never even touched a girl, paired with a muscled body from years of training.
He was my perfect type...
So no way was I letting him go.
First things first, to keep him...
"...Gotta deal with the pests."
Crack!
I thrust my hand toward the ceiling, nabbing the intruder's nape perfectly.
"Gurk...!!"
"Sneaking into a lady's room is rude, you know."
"How...?!"
Near-perfect stealth.
At this level...
"Did the Knoxveil family piss me off or something?"
"How...!"
"Hehe, or maybe... you're here to kill Kyle?"
His panicked face confirmed my guess.
"Bingo. Come to kill my boy."
I squeezed harder.
How dare they. Who the hell tries to touch my perfect little guy?
"Guhk, glrk...!! Krrk...!"
"Shh. Don't wake my boy."
"Why is a saintess so strong...?!"
"No second warnings."
A bit more pressure, and blood sprayed from his mouth. His body went limp, arms dangling.
"Sigh... more bodies to clean up."
I tilted my head back toward the other ceiling corner and said,
"You lot too, right?"
"...!!"
The words barely left my mouth before the assassins dropped silently from the ceiling, stealth broken.
"Good boys. At least you're quieter than that one."
Five in total. The leader stepped forward.
"Apologies, but please step aside. We're not here for you, saintess—we want the young master behind you."
"Sorry, no can do♪ That kid's mine."
"...Are you declaring enmity with House Knoxveil?"
"Enmity...?"
I couldn't help but laugh.
Absurd.
"You think you can make an enemy of me?"
"...!!"
They clutched their chests, knees buckling as if they couldn't breathe.
Obviously. I was crushing them with holy power—one notch more and they'd burst.
No assassin training could stand up to this.
"Try it if you can. Touch a single hair on my boy, and I'll wipe out House Knoxveil."
"S-Saintess...!!"
"Got it?"
Boom boom boom!!
No point keeping the rest alive. I popped all but the leader. Wanted to off him too... but a messenger was useful.
"Go back and tell them: never touch Kyle. Ever."
"...You'll regret this."
...Should I just kill him?
"Still haven't learned. You think I went all-out on you?"
"..."
"If you get it, shut up and crawl back to your family. And never invade a lady's room again."
The last one dragged his comrades' corpses away.
"One less body to handle."
Kyle slept on, blissfully unaware.
How was even his sleeping face this cute? It was making me the one who couldn't hold back.
"Maybe just devour him right now...❤"
No. Hold it. Not yet.
I want you to come to me because you want it.
"I'll hold back on the fatal bliss for now, Kyle...❤"
So until then, I'll behave. And watch over you by my side.